The train was more personal by an order of magnitude. More comfortable, more enjoyable, and so on.“Besides, your scared of it,” Jill teased him.�...Of course I’m scared of it!” George averred, “Being up all that way in the air, safety controlled by government regulations, maintenance farmed out to the lowest bidder ... its terrifying. We break down on the train, we just stop. Even if we derail, there’s no big fall!”“You’re crazy, George, but I love you anyway,” Jill replied.“You may be right, I. Her pussy seemed extra hot and doubly wet. I realized I might not make it to five minutes. I could already feel my nuts starting to tighten up.I pushed myself up on to my hands, arms outstretched, back arched and started ramming my cock into her. She spread her legs wider and dug her heels into my ass. Her pussy was rising up hard to meet each of my thrusts. This was better. No talking. Just fucking. I was going to nut any second.“I’m going to fuck him in front of you while you watch, for your. " What do you mean by crazy?" Sam asked."Well, you could call them orgies," replied Marie almost embarrassed. "There we are, perfectly nice women; most of us are in stable relationship, and we just ignore all that, one day a year at Suzie's. Some of our friends never got into it, and left the circle, but a few new people come in every year and for some reason, this event just keeps rolling on. I'm still amazed by it, and I'm still amazed that Deb and I keep returning. We have so much fun. What should I say, ‘Oh, yes, I was also making love to one of the wives that came along.’ Now that really sounds indicting.We rode into the downtown area in a matter of minutes. Sunday evening traffic was very light. As we came into the condominium from the elevator Barnes greeted us. He and Elsa had talked, and the result was a tasty set of hors d’oeuvres and then a buffet meal for the eight of us.We reminisced about the vacation, each of us recalling a high point or two. I blushed when Elsa.